why I love summer mornings at home, and happy birthday blog!

Summer mornings at our quiet country home are perhaps the most serene and savored moments of my days.

All is still except the yellow sunlight slowly slipping further through the windows.

And silence is broken only by the voices of chirpy birds and occasional snores of a sleepy dog.

It’s a brief calm before the heat storm that is to come…

I take my time with a good long stretch, a homemade latte, and a slow breakfast including wild black raspberries picked from a neighbor’s farm and sweet, fat blueberries from a friend’s backyard. And my newly discovered favorite granola.

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treats for tara

So I’m not big on posting recipes that I copy exactly from someone else. Writing up my own creations (the few successful ones) or a recipe that I’ve at least adapted to make my own feels much more like an accomplishment.

But I’ll make exceptions when something turns out just so perfect and everyone’s begging for the recipe.

Like these…..

When my family went to Colorado to celebrate my sister’s graduation, she threw a little party featuring sumo wrestling and tasty food prepared by us. Two pretty great things.

Among many other nibbles, mom made cute shrimp gazpacho shooters…..

…and I contributed the sweets, of course. My favorite chili-chocolate-cherry bean cookies emerged from the oven sadly flat (blaming that on the altitude..), but these almond butter rice crisp treats certainly made up for it.

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A farm{ette} to table gathering

You know all those ethereal scenes on Pinterest of long dining tables set up outdoors in the midst of a lush farm, adorned with mini lanterns and flowers hung from tree limbs in mason jars…. the scenes that seem just too perfect to be real life?

You know, like this. Maybe I’m just unaware, maybe this is a common occurrence for people these days.

Anyway if you were wondering… they exist in real life. I went to one :)

The Lyons Farmette in Lyons, Colorado, a miniature farm with a lot going on. Complete with cuddly baby goats, flowing stream, mountain backdrop, even vintage airstreams parked throughout as housing for the farm interns.

The family and I went out to CO to celebrate my sister’s grad school graduation and help her move to her new home in Aspen. Of course we also fit in lots of good eating, like this “Pizza Night on the Farm”. Dinner featured a mobile wood-fired pizza oven and pizzaiola who produce the tastiest, lightest, chewiest, charred, rustic crust you can imagine, and tops it with farm fresh veggies and meats.

The copper oven kept churning out pizzas for as long as we would have them. And the evening’s menu made it hard to stop: there was a classic margherita, an asparagus, roasted red pepper and goat cheese, a crème fraiche, applewood smoked bacon, lemon arugula, and sweet onion, and everyone’s favorite: chimichurri, slow roasted pulled pork, pueblo chilies and fresh mozzarella.

And with plentiful wine, roaming chickens, sun setting over the mountains, cute babies, good company, and the feeling of being in some kind of magazine photo shoot, it was difficult not to have a sensory overload.

You can see for yourself below, but no photo could ever compare to a bite of that crust.